was reading CIP partner in crime aka milmil's blog.
girl, you couldn't be more right. time does fly - even without wings.
once upon a time, not too long ago, i was but another face in that unfamiliar sea of blue.
but time changed all that.
and fate brought us together.
im proud to call myself a cedar guide, an oriolean (or oreolean).
haha.
twist, lick and dunk + MILK!
i can still rmb the stupid face i gave the snrs when i found out that the patrol i was assigned to was called oriole (oreo at first thought).
and one of our patrol cheers went like this "Oriole, oriole, oriole!"
and for special events like promotion or farewell, that cookie never failed to make its presence.
this is one classic example:
we shld have our very own "hidden oriole" game! like disney channel's hidden mickey. -.-"
okay, i have a deprived childhood yeahh. haha.
anw, the jnrs are like all grown up now.
all taller than me. lol.
but that's really besides the point.
sharon said this to me when i was in sec 1, "Once a guide, always a guide."
I know no matter what, that will stay with me for all eternity.
to the batch of sec 3s`07
"Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."
sec 4s`07: focus and keep driving yourselves ahead!
to ORIOLE PATROL: go get that cookie!
